Ling Han picked up a jade slip, his divine sense was immersed in it, and a new set of exercises came into mind, of course, what Yuyangzi gave to Ling Han was only the most basic of it, only in the late stage of foundation building, and the rest was gone, because the cultivation of the Dan period was the top in the entire Cloud Desolate Continent, so the exercises of the Dan period were the treasure of each faction, "Purple Flame Light Sutra" It is one of the most famous exercises of Taoism, almost the secret of Taoism, Yuyangzi already attaches great importance to Ling Han, if you want to teach the later exercises, you must get the appraisal and permission of the elder of the Yuan Infant Stage of the sect, and if you spread it without authorization, you will be ruthlessly killed.

After reading the mental method, Ling Han was slightly excited in his heart, this set of Flame Light Sutra was suitable for his current cultivation, although it was not very powerful in attack, but it had a strong effect on improving his divine sense, which could help him better understand the eighth-level Dafa, the content of the mantra was from shallow to deep, concise and concise, and it was almost not difficult for Ling Han to study it.

Although the Eight Extremes Soul Dementoring Dafa is a top-level exercise, it is obscure and difficult to understand, and the cultivation is extremely difficult, which is more difficult for Ling Han, he is almost relying on an intuition, or the subconscious mind that remains in his divine consciousness is cultivating, and it is difficult to get a glimpse of the true meaning of it, and this Yanguang Heart Sutra is much easier, and Ling Han's cultivation is more handy.

After calming down a little, Ling Han sat on the stone platform under the jade bi, looking at his nose...... The nose contemplates the mind, and soon entered the cultivation realm of forgetting things and self.

When the bright moon was in the sky, the cold moonlight reflected on the smooth jade wall, and thousands of silver rays shrouded Ling Han's not tall figure, everything seemed confusing, like a fairyland, and Ling Han, this traverser who had to fight for his life with the sky, had no time to care, so he had to concentrate on hard cultivation.

The time for cultivation always passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, ten days had passed, and Ling Han had been sitting on the stone platform to cultivate, as if he had forgotten the passage of time. It took Ling Han three days to understand all the contents of the foundation building period, including yuan force control, attack techniques, and some small spells, but when it came to the foundation building period, it stagnated, the main reason is that the speed of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth is far less than that of the eighth-level Dafa, and the little yuan force he has worked hard to accumulate is completely insufficient to support the consumption of any foundation building period spells, and many attack techniques cannot be practiced at all in the sea of divine consciousness. Although the cultivation of divine consciousness and the solid foundation were remarkable, such a speed was far from meeting Ling Han's requirements.

At noon, the sun was like fire, Ling Han slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the heart wall emitted colorful light under the reflection of the sun, magnificent changes, beautiful, people dare not force the look. Ling Han's divine sense swept away, there was no one within a radius of a hundred miles, the disciples guarding the mountain were all at the mountain gate thousands of meters away, and Yuyangzi came once in three days, and he was very satisfied when he saw Ling Han calm and quiet, he didn't bother him, and he never appeared again.

"This speed is really too slow, let's study the eighth-level Dafa first, accumulate a little more yuan power, and then cultivate the Yanguang Sutra. ”

The familiar icy cold Yuan Force swam between the meridians, and then circulated wantonly among the four meridians that had been opened, and soon four miniature Yuan Force vortices were formed, and the milky white aura visible to the naked eye converged towards the dantian, more than a hundred times faster than before.

While experiencing this familiar feeling, Ling Han thought about the strange scene that night, when his life was hanging by a thread, he suddenly fell into the demon, although the Yuan Force became pitch black as ink, but the way of turning far away was the same as that of the eighth-level Dafa, especially the terrifying power formed by the last four vortices merging into one, it was simply incredible.

Although his mind was completely lost and he couldn't control himself at that time, Ling Han's mind still remained awake, and the trajectory and rules of Yuan Li's distant rotation were also vague and had a slight impact. He relied on his memory to mobilize the Yuan Force of the whole body, the four Yuan Force vortices trembled slightly, but he could never move, the meridians of the whole body were like a cow's hair, and the Yuan Force was even more ever-changing, although Ling Han could accurately control the Yuan Force's distant trajectory at this moment, he was suffering from not knowing what rules to use to turn away, and he never knew the essentials.

He didn't give up easily, because he knew that once the fusion was successful, the power would increase exponentially, and all the efforts would be worth it. Another full seven days passed, and when Ling Han tried again, he suddenly found that the Yuanli Vortex began to move slowly, Ling Han tried hard to recall the experience of that night, and carefully controlled the Yuanli Vortex to gather at the Baihui Point above his head.

Finally, the four whirlpools gathered together, blending and inseparable, Ling Han felt as if he had opened up a great avenue to the heavens, and the dense heaven and earth aura gathered like a dense mist, and it was rapidly filling the dantian. Before Ling Han had time to be happy, he suddenly found that the heart-washing jade he was facing had undergone a huge change, the dazzling multicolored light was getting brighter and brighter, and the familiar feeling in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, a powerful suction force came out of the jade, Ling Han couldn't help but slowly fly up, and slammed straight towards the jade.

Ling Han was shocked in his heart, and wanted to stop the distant rotation of the Yuan Force Vortex, but found that it was completely out of his control, and above the jade, an extremely similar but multiplied vortex was also slowly formed, pulling Ling Han inch by inch into the stone wall. Ling Han couldn't help himself, he regretted his careless approach slightly, and seeing that he was about to have a close contact with Shibi, Ling Han had to close his eyes helplessly. Finally came into contact with the stone wall, there was not the slightest sense of collision, the originally hard stone wall was like a mirror at the moment, he opened his eyes in surprise, and the extremely gorgeous light flashed dazzlingly, as if he had fallen into a time tunnel, the suction force suddenly became much stronger, and Ling Han quickly disappeared on the jade.

"Could it be that this is really a time tunnel, am I going back like this?" Ling Han thought with mixed emotions before falling into a coma. The Heart Washing Wall was as smooth as ever, and everything seemed to have changed at all, but the young man who was sitting under the Heart Washing Wall and cultivating was gone.

I don't know how long it took, when Ling Han woke up slowly, the dantian was empty, there was not a trace of Yuan Force left, his whole body was sore, and he couldn't lift up a trace of strength, it was like having a long and complicated dream, and when he woke up, the feeling of exhaustion made Ling Han feel that it was just one word "tired".

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and was suddenly pierced by a bright white light, tears flowed out, he tried several times, and finally slowly adapted to such a bright light. At this moment, he was in an extremely peculiar place, it seemed to be a mountainside, but it was as bright as day, an extremely bright pillar of light passed through the mountain, extended from the ground, and rushed to the sky, Ling Han tried to look at it, the top of the cave was more than a thousand feet high, as if it really went straight to the nine heavens, and the naked eye could not see it clearly, and a silver circular magic weapon in the middle of the pillar of light floated quietly, bathed in a white strong light, if it wasn't for Ling Han being close, he couldn't find it at all.

Ling Han avoided the pillar of light, and found that there was a simple stone tablet not far away, dark as iron, higher than three zhang, and there were four ancient characters on the stone tablet, Ling Han struggled to stand up, walked into the stone tablet, and a vicissitudes of life and a long time came to his face, I don't know how many years this stone tablet has existed.

Ling Han didn't recognize any of the four vermilion characters, but the first word was vaguely like a round of sun, and the fourth word was like an open door, Ling Han also knew that human beings created words were originally hieroglyphics, that is, they imitated the appearance of the real thing, so the first word should be "day", and the fourth word should be "door" "day gate" Ling Han repeated his thoughts, and suddenly the word "day white gate" jumped into his mind, "The gate of the day white, the mountain of weaving horses, is this actually the gate of the day white that is one of the eighth-level places?" Ling Han suddenly brightened up and shouted out in a lost voice.